((I'll wait for Gun.))

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((Okay. I'll wait, too.))

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(Sorry again!)
"Woo-hoo!"Firestorm yelled. He aimed out of the window where the marines were coming in and fired a blast with his LMG. "Howdya like that?"

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The U.S. Marines repelled up and scaled the building, but were mostly mowed down by the rebels. They all whooped and cheered and merrily slaughtered dozens of Americans. Richard commanded positions and yelled orders, while Charles stayed in the back, requesting air support, a chopper, plane, anything they could use.

The recipient of the radio call was the leader of a special-ops unit of the Uprising, specializing in sabotage and theft of American supplies, like vehicles, weapons, bombs and the like. The leader, Wolfgang Payton, nodded and silently gave his soldiers a sign. They were directly outside of a U.S military base. They were already planning something big, but this was the mother of all their operations, in his opinion. They were going to hijack a U.S carrier plane, capable of storing and transporting at least 500 soldiers and was also able to fly 2000 miles with such cargo. That would encompass at least 2 thirds of Eastern Europe, and the rebels would be able to transport units with ease throughout the continent.

((I'll put the profile next post.))

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Yameshi cheered along with everyone else, but soon stopped. She was worried about what the Americans would do now that they were failing...Again. Yameshi was scared of one low the Americans stooped to. Only once because they only had to once. Only one group before Charles's was worthy of that kind of attention. But it would still haunt her, and force her to think about it every single time the rebel group won a fight with the Americans.

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